He coughed up blood and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
This shot directly shattered his arms, and the powerful impact also shattered his internal organs, making him dead.
The power of the low-grade Xuan-level martial arts was finally revealed. Lu Ming had only cultivated to the second level, but its power was twice as powerful as the sixth level of the high-grade Huang-level martial arts.
"How...how can you be so strong? Who...are you?"
The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect kept coughing up blood and asked unwillingly.
His eyes were full of disbelief. With his cultivation at the eighth level of a martial artist, he was actually defeated with just one move.
Lu Ming's demonstrated cultivation level was clearly at the eighth level of martial arts.
"Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Lu Ming!"
Lu Ming said calmly.
"Are you from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"
The young man whispered, and then his eyes became distracted and his life was gone.
At this time, the other two masters of the eighth level of martial arts were also extinct.
Their internal organs were also shattered by Lu Ming.
Although marksmanship is not as varied as swordsmanship, it is more violent, more direct, and more domineering.
The fat young man was the only one left at the scene.
At this time, the fat young man's face was pale, without any blood, his body was shaking constantly, and his face was dripping with cold sweat.
Lu Ming walked towards the fat young man step by step.
"No, don't kill me!"
The fat young man screamed in horror.
"Tell me, what do you Shifang Sword Sect want to do by arresting so many ordinary stone pickers?"
Lu Ming asked coldly.
"I can say yes, but you have to promise not to kill me."
The fat young man rolled his eyes and shouted.
"Oh? You won't say that, right? Then you can die."
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold and he raised the spear in his hand.
The fat young man was so frightened that he almost lost his mind and shouted: "I said, I said, I said!"
Lu Ming looked at him coldly, waiting for his next words.
"We came here with Senior Brother Zheng. Senior Brother Zheng said he would take us to look for treasures, so we came."
"Senior Brother Zheng said that he knew from the ancient books recorded by his ancestors that there is an extinct volcano near the inner area of the Lingnan Fire Territory, and there are treasures inside."
The fat young man hurriedly explained.
"Then why are there so many ordinary stone pickers arrested?" Lu Ming asked.
"Because the area around the extinct volcano is very unstable. From time to time, magma and flames will burst out, and the ground will even sink. People must explore the way to find a safe way, and then we can enter the interior of the extinct volcano."
The fat young man was scared to death and said in a clear voice.
Lu Ming frowned. It was obvious that he wanted to use the lives of those who picked up stones to find a way for them.
These are martial arts experts. In their eyes, the lives of ordinary people are like ants.
Lu Ming would never be soft on his enemies, but if he was asked to ignore the lives of others for his own selfish interests, he couldn't do it.
Lu Ming thought for a moment and then asked: "What treasures are there in that extinct volcano?"
"I don't know this. Senior Brother Zheng didn't tell us. I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?"
The fat young man begged, but he was thinking about how to ask Senior Brother Zheng to kill Lu Ming after he escaped.
"Wait a minute, I have another question. What is your senior brother Zheng's cultivation level? Is there anyone stronger than him?"
Lu Ming asked again.
The fat young man answered honestly: "Senior Brother Zheng is a well-known genius of our Shifang Sword Sect. He has won eight consecutive victories on the Bronze Stage. Even if he is compared with the geniuses on the Bronze Stage, he is not much different. The brothers who come this time are
Senior Brother Zheng is the strongest."
"Eight consecutive wins on the bronze list?"
Lu Ming whispered.
The five major sects of the Lie Sun Empire all have similar levels of disciples. They are all divided into three levels: bronze, silver, and gold.
Similarly, each sect also has a bronze list and a silver list.
The rules are exactly the same.
"Okay, I've said everything you want me to say, can you let me go?"
The fat young man said.
"Let you go? When did I say I would let you go?"
Lu Ming said coldly, and then the spear thrust out and pierced the heart of the fat young man.
"Is the Bronze Platform winning eight consecutive games? I wonder how strong the Shifang Sword Sect's eight-game winning streak Bronze Platform is?"
Lu Ming's eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit.
Back then, he was punched by He Tie and he vomited blood. He Tie had won the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's Bronze Platform for eight consecutive times.
It is also the Bronze Platform's eight-game winning streak, but they belong to two different sects. The strength cannot be the same, but it will not be too different. Lu Ming's combat power has greatly improved during this period, which is just the right time to test the results.
Then, Lu Ming swallowed up all the essence and blood of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, found a place, and refined it.
As for those stone pickers, they had already fled in droves when the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were killed.
Two hours later, Lu Ming's energy was completely restored and reached its peak.
Then, Lu Ming ran towards the extinct volcano that the fat young man mentioned.
...
In the Lingnan Fire Domain, deep in the central area and close to the inner area, there is a tall extinct volcano.
This volcano has stopped erupting for unknown ages, but the temperature around the extinct volcano is still astonishingly high.
The ground was all red.
Several thousand meters away from the extinct volcano, there were more than twenty young men. Needless to say, they were all disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
More than twenty disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect surrounded more than thirty stone pickers.
More than thirty stone pickers gathered together, looking frightened and trembling.
"Young heroes of the Shifang Sword Sect, I beg you, it's really dangerous there. If you let us explore the way, we will die. I have an old man above me and a young man below me. I beg you to let me go."
Let's go back."
A big man in his fifties kept bending down to salute and begging.
call out!
With a flash of sword light, the big man's head flew high into the air.
"It's so noisy. You want to leave, right? I'll send you on your way now."
A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect returned his sword to its sheath and said coldly.
The other stone pickers suddenly became silent and did not dare to speak anymore, but the look of despair on their faces became even stronger.
"You, hurry up and explore the road. If you are lucky enough to pass by, you can still save a dog's life."
A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect pointed at a dark-skinned man.
The big man's eyes suddenly filled with despair, and his body was shaking non-stop.
"If you don't go, then die now!"
The disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect had a cold voice.
"I'm going, I'm going!"
The big man said tremblingly.
Then he walked out trembling all over.
If you go out and explore, there might be a way to survive. If you don't go, you will die.
This big man should have practiced martial arts, but he has no awakened bloodline and only has the first level of warrior training.
He walked forward cautiously, and soon he was more than two hundred meters away.
Phew, suddenly, a stream of magma rushed out from the ground and directly submerged the big man.
The big man screamed and turned into a ball of fire. After a few breaths, he turned into a ball of charcoal.